Liam Payne is a huge guy in the business world. Cocky and gets whatever he wants. However he isn't loved by everyone, actually very few people ever like him.
Niall Horan lives and works on the side of the road, singing and performing for anyone who...
I told him, I told him and now he's leaving. He can't, I love him, don't I? If I do then why aren't I chasing him? Is it because I love him that i'm not chasing him? Now i'm sat in the dark, been like this for hours. I hadn't bother to cry because that was coming, it had to, I just lost the one I love. I was a mess over a boy, a stupid boy. He doesn't know what he left. I was the best thing to happen to him.
Flashback
I told him, I told him and now he's angry. I'm gay. There is no changing the fact.
"You're telling me son that you like boys?" He gets up from the desk. This is a miracle show, he can walk.
"So you listen to this but not the fact I was top of my junior high class?" I draw the line here. He can't honestly judge the way I want to live when he can't even get up from behind the desk, unless it's to greet his business guest or piss. He literally eats and sleeps at his desk.
"That's not the point. In the past 20 Payne family generations there has never been a gay son and I will not have it with me. This is only a phase and you'll get over this, that's it. Run along son. Work calls." He sits down. There's no talking to him anymore. I walk out and glance at Harry who stands with flowers.
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"He won't accept it Harry, just like I told you."
"You're not trying hard enough Lima Bean." I had to avoid eye contact to not break, but I need to say what I had to say.
"Cut the nicknames Harold , we aren't obviously going to work so you can leave and throw the stupid flowers away. I told you love isn't real, the only feeling between people is lust. And I don't lust for you anymore." He left.
End Flashback
I found myself drowning my sorrows in alcohol and surround sound. Niall wouldn't leave my mind so might as well find myself a new toy to play with. I look around the strip club and catches glances with a few boys none striking my needs. I walk around the place talking with gentlemen but they aren't what i'm here for. What am I looking for? Niall that's who I'm looking for. But I came here to get him out of my mind, but I can't.
"Yeah baby boy just like that." I hear coming from behind a curtain. I peek through the curtain and instantly go red faced. It's Niall. I love him and here he is giving the damn lap dance. I love him. I throw open the curtain.
"Liam!" He screams as I grab his hair. "Stop!" I can't fight the anger and I can't honestly tell if it's the alcohol or my pure hatred for Niall right now. I love him. I tackle the guy against the couch.
"Don't even think about fucking him got it?" I punch the guy until I find myself on the ground knocked unconscious. It's not love, I never love.
Niall's POV
I ran, that's all I can do. He said it as if it was nothing. He has a child with another man and that's nothing? I have no where to run to but i'm going anywhere but here, anywhere but here is better. Maybe i'm overreacting but I would anybody know how to react in this situation? I run to familiar territory, Old Man Henry, the only man that tried to persuade me to go to Uni, the only man that actually cared, the only man to love me like my parents.
When I reach his house and knock hard on the plastic door, I didn't say he was rich, we both struggled. An older gentleman answered the door but it wasn't Old Man Henry.
"May I help you young man? Are you okay, you look scared?" He throws questions my way but I only had one question for him.
"Where is Old Man Henry?"
"You didn't hear the news? He passed on two weeks ago." He tells me with "concern", but I know damn well he wasn't concerned. "Do you have somewhere you can go? Do you need to phone someone?" I nod. I call the last person, well second to last person I really want to hear from.
"Zayn can I, I need somewhere to go, I'm going to take you up on the offer to stay over. We'll discuss that in person, where can I meet you? Thanks." I hang up and after thanking the gentleman I walk to the strip club he runs.
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"Long time no see, get tired of Liam?" He stands outside smoking the cig, that I still find disgusting. I roll my eyes and walks up to him. "Well you need a place to stay and i'm short a stripper, you fill in and you stay for free and get a stud to fuck you. Something for both of us."
"I have more respect for myself then strippers do."
"I bet you're scared you can't do it, it's hard work." I smirk. He knows I can't stand being told I can't do something when I know I can. I groan and rolls eyes. "Your eyes are going to fall out sweetheart if you keep doing that. Wouldn't like that to happen to those pretty ocean colored eyes." He has me and the next thing I know i'm giving lap dances.
One of my last lap dances were interrupted by Liam. He's hurting me but what's new?
"Liam!" I groan loud grabbing his hands. "You're hurting me Liam!" He let's go but my head is throbbing and he's getting beat. "Stop!" I cover him. Why am I protecting him? He loves me enough if he's trying to protect me. I love him.
He ends up in jail.
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I will try to update the next scenes by the end of the week.
